To The Point Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

I have been plagued.
Not by vermin or man.
Only by fools,
of all colours and sexuality.
Sick of their unholy plan.
Men like me,
appreciate high quality.
Loud, unwashed and brash.
Nothing but human trash.
I love what i have,
life, love and health.
My heart bears scars,
healed by my wife's loving wealth.

No time for the narrow minded,
By filth and media, blinded.
My will stronger,
life much longer,
without leeches like you.
My long, educated silence
, exudes my message
GO TO HELL! ! ! ! ! ! !
I believe this,
to the point.


I Siddiqi 4.9.2010